A Moment A Laugh A Kiss A Cry Mga Nobela at Kwento

Star-crossed lovers we were indeed. He turned from the painting to face me. His eyes were soft and sad. He knew the regret we both felt. The tragedy that was our love. “I fell in love with you the moment you walked in my office,” he said simply. “You were so nervous and absolutely adorable. As we talked, I found out you were smart and funny. And driven. Very driven. I couldn't help it. That's why I asked you for drinks.”

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

I groaned. "A kiss."

Since when did I get so comfortable around him? Draven let out a soft laugh, and for the first time, it sounded genuine. His laugh was contagious—like one of those laughs you hear from those perfect, hot guys in movies. Yeah, it was definitely one of those contagious ones. “Go get some sleep now,” he said finally, and I shook my head. “I can’t. So stay...”

Clapping he says as he jumps closer to me. When he got closer I quickly picked him up and kissed him on the cheek, he just giggled because of the tickle. "You, ha, kiss your sister." My tenderness to him. He smiled so his big teeth were exposed to me, I was a little amused so he laughed too. Kids really, when you laugh they just laugh too. "Ate, mama said cook me foods." Cut to pieces it says. He's 3 years old, gladly he's not lame but his words are still broken.

I had needed it in order to know he was still with me. "Eww... gross..." Avery made a face, sticking out her tongue and acting like she was going to puke. Robbie laughed, releasing me from the kiss but not his grasp. I loved being pressed up against him, feeling his body strong and solid beneath mine. I kissed him one more time, making a loud lip-smacking noise just to make Avery mad. She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore us by playing with her teacups.

Laughter. Love.

, a laugh that comes from somewhere inside her she had never explored, a child's laugh, a laugh that is afraid, a laugh that is in pain, a laugh that hopes, a laugh that believes, a laugh that loves, a laugh that says, "I am here, I am alive, I am real, I am true, I am your daughter, I am your mother, I am your sister, I am your family, I am your life, your heart, your soul, everything you have, everything you are, everything you will be, forever, for eternity, until the end of time, for everything we have, everything we don't have, everything we will have, if we want, if we dare, if we believe, if we hope, if we love," and I watch her, I watch her laugh, I watch her live, I watch her be hap

His laughter fills the room, a sound that is music to my ears, and it makes me feel cherished and adored. He chuckles, leaning in closer, his lips brushing against mine as he says, “I love you so much too.” The kiss that follows is tender and sweet, a moment that feels suspended in time. As we pull away, I can see the sparkle in his eyes, a reflection of the love we share. It’s moments like these that remind me of the deep connection we have, one that has only grown stronger over time.

A crying, lonely, mother… ♧♧♧ ♧♧♧ Yeah y'all got krissed sorry about that